"No, don't talk nonsense. I, the Long-eared Dingguang Immortal, admire the Three Pure Ones very much. I came here to become their disciple today. How could I be an undercover agent of Buddhism?"

The Long-eared Dingguang Immortal trembled and retorted.

"Oh, you don't admit it, but you still want to struggle to the death? Then I'll show you the evidence."

After the voice fell, Lin Fan forcefully entered his mind with the memory of how he would betray Jiejiao in the future, how he would steal the Six Soul Banner in the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, and how he would become the Dingguang Happy Buddha of Buddhism.

After integrating those memories, the face of the Long-eared Dingguang Immortal turned pale with fear. Although he had not done those things yet, the powerful calculated the past and the future, and knew that he was an undercover agent, so how could he let him go! .

In addition, Lin Fan also sent a copy of the same memory to his cheap master Tongtian.

"Fuck, come and die"

After integrating the memories, Tongtian shouted loudly, and took out the Zhuxian Sword.

Tongtian never thought that a small long-eared Dingguangxian would become the biggest cause of his Jiejiao's destruction. In Tongtian's fused memory, Jiejiao had thousands of immortals coming to pay homage, and was known as the first great sect in the prehistoric world. If it weren't for the long-eared Dingguangxian betraying him at the most critical moment and stealing the six-soul banner, Jiejiao would not have been destroyed, and Tongtian would not have lost. Thinking of this, he couldn't suppress his murderous intent against the long-eared Dingguangxian.

"Teacher, spare my life. For the sake of my becoming your disciple in the future and serving you for several Yuanhui, please spare my life."

The long-eared Dingguangxian knelt down and begged for mercy, kowtowing like pounding garlic.

"Go to hell, I don't have a disciple like you, Tongtian, you still want me to let you go, don't dream!?"

As Tongtian's voice fell, the body of the long-eared Dingguang fairy had been blasted into a ball of blood mist by the four swords of Zhuxian, and even his soul was completely strangled into nothingness, completely disappearing in the prehistoric world. In the future, there will be no more Dingguang Happy Buddha in Buddhism, and only a medium-grade innate spiritual treasure Dingguang Pearl is left on the spot.

"It's so fucking poor!"

Lin Fan was full of disgust, and thought while waving his hand to put the pearl away.

Hearing Lin Fan's disgusting words, Tongtian's mouth twitched. After all, it was a medium-grade innate spiritual treasure, and it was also a rare treasure in the prehistoric world. Many Daluo peak cultivators wanted one and it was impossible. Do you think everyone is as rich as you, and you can get a set of innate treasures! .

After thinking about this, Tongtian turned around and looked at Laozi and Yuanshi with a strange look in his eyes. In the memory that Lin Fan had just passed on to him, his two brothers had joined forces with two outsiders, Jie Yin and Zhunti, to break his Zhuxian Sword Formation.

"What's wrong, third brother?"

Seeing that Tongtian looked at him with a strange look in his eyes, Yuanshi asked.

Lin Fan also noticed Tongtian's look, and in order to avoid internal strife, he quickly explained.

"Master, don't think too much. The other two masters did that because they were subtly influenced by the Heavenly Dao and controlled by it. Don't you understand the feelings of the three pure ones?"

"And think about it, Master, if the other two masters were that kind of people, would I choose to worship them as my masters? Don't forget that those memories were all transmitted to you by me. How could I not know the contents of the memories!?"

As for whether Lin Fan's words would be sensed by the Heavenly Dao, of course not. The system in Lin Fan's body is not a decoration. There is a system to cover up for her. The Heavenly Dao can't sense what Lin Fan said at all⁉.

Even if the Heavenly Dao personally placed a hundred kilometers around Lin Fan, he could only see what Lin Fan wanted him to see. He didn't want the Heavenly Dao to see anything. Even if the Great Dao came, he would be treated the same way.

Seeing that Lin Fan said this, Tongtian thought about the brotherhood between him, Laozi and Yuanshi for so many years, so he chose to believe Lin Fan and the brotherhood between the three pure ones for so many years.

"Tongtian, what happened?" Yuanshi Tianzun asked again. "Teacher, don't ask anymore. There are too many people here. I will tell you everything after the ceremony of accepting disciples is over." Lin Fan stood up and said. "Good." Laozi nodded. Seeing that Laozi had nodded, Yuanshi did not choose to continue asking. The next thing was the matter of the Three Pure Ones accepting disciples. Under the leadership of Nanji Xianweng, Lin Fan came to the more than 3,000 creatures who had passed through the formation. Lin Fan set his eyes on Xuandu at first glance, and then he only heard him speak. "Although you and I are both human beings, you have good qualifications, innate Taoist body, and the first batch of human beings created by Nuwa, but I don't like you. Go down the mountain. The Three Pure Ones will not accept you as a disciple!?" Hearing Lin Fan's words, Xuandu frowned. "Give me a reason. We didn't know each other before, and there was no conflict. Why do you want to stop me from becoming a disciple?"Xuandu frowned and asked.

Xuandu didn't give up. He finally came to Kunlun Mountain and finally got through the formation. He finally stood here. He didn't want to fail. Even if he couldn't become a disciple in the end, he wanted to get a reason that he could recognize.

"No reason, get out of here quickly. I have the final say on who can become a disciple and who can't. You are not worthy of me giving you a reason. If you continue to entangle, I will make you die here today."

Lin Fan narrowed his eyes and said with murderous eyes.

You should know that Xuandu, in the original book, became a disciple of Laozi, became Laozi's first disciple, and even Laozi's only disciple. He was a great man with the peak strength of a quasi-saint in the future Journey to the West.

During the witch-lich catastrophe, he already had the strength of an early quasi-saint, but when the human race was hunted by the demon race, the human race was taken away by the demon race and refined into the witch-killing sword, what did he do?

With his cultivation at that time, plus his father's first disciple, if he was willing to help, it would be bullshit to protect all the human race, but as long as he wanted, it would be no problem to protect a group of human race.

But he chose to turn a blind eye and watched the human race being slaughtered. So based on this point, Lin Fan would never let him become a disciple in this life.

"I don't accept it. You also said that my qualifications are not bad, and I have passed the formation. Why can't I become a disciple just because of your preference?"

Xuandu stared at Lin Fan fiercely and said.

"Hmph, if you don't accept it, then die."

The next moment, Lin Fan slapped out with a palm, and the mana of the early stage of Daluo Jinxian was mobilized by him. Xuandu's body was shattered and his soul was destroyed by this palm, and he died.

And killing Xuandu, a traitor of the human race, Lin Fan had no psychological burden at all. Anyway, even if he didn't die, he would not make any contribution to the human race in the future, and living would only be a waste of resources! .

"Brother, that was the disciple you had high hopes for before, and you were going to take him in as the successor of the Taiqing lineage. Now he's dead!"

Tongtian twitched his lips again and said.

At the same time, Tongtian was afraid that Lin Fan would kill the disciple he had high hopes for.

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